my little pup wearing a remote controlled vibrator during our dinner date and having to turn it on right before asking her what she would like to eat in front of the waiter. “what’s wrong, darling? can’t seem to decide?” teasingly asking her while she squirms trying to hide it.
Look at you… my poor, pathetic needy little puppy… all worked up and whimpering just for me. You can’t even form coherent sentences, can you? You want to press against my leg? Then come here, baby, come make a mess… it’s what you’re best at anyways. But remember—tongue out, eyes on me… I need you completely in sync with my eyes, as I call you the most prettiest and most pathetic praises for being so obedient to me 🖤
Having you bent over while i'm taking you, pulling your hair to bring your face up from the bed & saying "Tell me you love it, come on baby use your words" Just as I hear the words start to pass your quivering lips I start to thrust more aggressively & laugh
slap her face, grab a fistful of her hair, spit in her mouth and use that throat, she knows her place as a good lil slvt is to please her master and nothing more
You trust me, right? You wouldn't flinch if I raised my hand at you? If I did hit you, would you wonder what you did wrong? Would tears well up in your eyes, would you blubber out an apology and promise to do better? You're my broken little toy, right?